The world is falling around me,
The dew cried,
I made peace with the darkness,
Evil does not descend easily,
nor does the innocent,
what we can make do of it is the walk we would take on the swirly road.
Gaining life existence by experience.Tamed.
Gain the songbirds melody by playing the piano,
Hate not the rhythm, loathe the player instead.
not here anymore
11 years ago
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